(Jerome's P.O.V)

~Time Skip 1 Day~

I felt my stomach twist into knots uncomfortably as I continued walking down the hallway. Pacing back and forth as I gathered everything together in my mind.

Something felt, off. Different maybe? I dunno. But I do know something's not right. I just don't know if I want to figure it out or not.

I'll see if it's still there later. Stopping in the midst of my thoughts I shifted my feet, letting me face the direction of the stairs.

Put stretching my hand I grasped the safety rail of the staircase as I bounced down the steps. Eager to see who was awake yet.

A frustrated sigh brushed my lips due to the answers I was hoping for. Rob was fast asleep on the couch.

Vikk slept in a room with Lava P, Matt slept alone and Mitch.... I think Mitch might have went with Matt? Or just crashed wherever was comfy or closest.

Yeah, the second ones more likely. Ignoring the worries in my head I made my way back up the stairs, maybe they were all awake in their rooms?

Pausing slightly at Matt's door I raised my hand. Balling it into a fist I prepared to knock but something else caught my eye.

"Jerome?" A British voice called out. Freezing at the sound of his voice I immediately lowered my fist. Not wanting to look weird.

"Hey Vikk." I greeted casually. The usual oh so fake smile on my lips as I spoke to my friends. It's kinda like an instinct to smile, even if it's fake.

"Morning Jerome." Vikk replied. Rubbing the crust out of his eyes with his hand Vikk flashed me a quick peace sign before stumbling back into his room.,

"Morning. How was your sleep?" I wondered. Watching Vikk I couldn't help but cock an eyebrow at the slightly blushing Brit.

"It was good." Vikk shrugged. Shuffling his feet around nervously I smirked. Looks like we got ourselves a little bit of VESTON going on here.

Boys the noise! Vikk swung his arms around in a circle as he let his boulders droop. Finally growing tired of this lonesome action Vikk walked back into his room.

"You can come in if you want." Vikk invited. Not needing to be asked twice I walked in. Heat rising to my cheeks as soon as I did.

My eyes curious of the room they snatched onto the first thing they saw......Preston. Preston's eyes were closed as the blanket was ruffled around him.

Preston's right arm was laying on the pillow, while the left snuggled with the blanket. Gawd even though I'm taken, I gotta say this little Cactus is gonna be some catch.

Whoever gets my P Dog is a lucky man indeed. It's hard to catch a Texan these days.

Who knows, maybe he's already taken.